Of course, even if you are so angry that you are so angry that you are innately controlled by Liang Wenqi and you cannot beat others after all, so you can only dare to be angry and not speak out.

Mr. Gui's lifelong cowardice has been compressed for these days and has been used all on Liang Wensheng. The person surnamed Liang is probably his natural enemy, which has defeated him so hard.

And at this time...

"Huh, the emperor??"

Cen Yining suddenly spoke, "Your arm..."

That look quite confusing.

Zhou Yanqing was wearing a light purple shirt and a dark purple satin was covered with his head.

She had not recovered from serious illness, and she still looked delicate and weak.

When I was reading a book, I thought the sleeves were too wide and too much, so I rolled up some of them, revealing two white and beautiful little arms.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanqing replied with doubts.

Cen Yining remembered that since Li Zan was stabbed by the little fool Liang Wenqian, Doctor Liu has frequently entered the palace, and every time he had to stay in the imperial study room and discuss secretly with the emperor for a long time.

So Cen Yining's eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty, I dare to ask, "Doctor Liu has created a saint to remove scars? Can you reward me? To be honest, my mother has ruined her face a few years ago, and there are still a large piece of iron marks on her face, so..."

Cen Yining rubbed his hands and smiled like a dog-legged smile.

Zhou Yanqing was confused: "What kind of scar removal holy product?"

She often summoned Dr. Liu, but for penicillin and antibiotics, rather than scar removal.

"Your Majesty, are you begging you?"

Cen Yining looked at Zhou Yanqing waterily, thinking that Emperor Yong Yin was a treasure of his own.

"I used to be the one next to you. I accidentally saw a scar on your arm, like a trace of a woman scratching her. I think it was very deep at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have any scars."

"But now, look at your arms, your arms are fair and flawless, so you must have caused the scar removal..."

Before Cen Yining could finish her journey, she suddenly heard it whistling like a strong wind.

The imperial guards instructor Bai Ruohe rushed towards Emperor Yong Yin with a quick step.

“…Your Highness??”

Zhou Yanqing was confused. I am not the emperor? Your Highness?

She was still confused, and saw Bai Ruohe wave his hand.

"Come here! Take Mr. Cen and these guys!"

With his order, the guards responsible for guarding Zichen Palace immediately dispatched. Almost instantly, they caught these people who were in trouble and dragged them away.

"emperor!"

The shock came from Li Zan and others.

"What the hell do you want to do with the surname Bai?"

This is Cen Yining, who is thrusting his voice and raising his tone.

But Bai Ruohe turned his back to these people until these people were dragged out of the bedroom, only Bai Ruohe and Zhou Yanqing were left looking at each other.

Zhou Yanqing narrowed her eyes.

She can usually call the royal guards who work outside Zichen Palace, but those people... only Bai Ruo Hehe is the leader, and he is as obedient as his son in front of Bai Ruohe. Is this coach Bai's man?

The orders were enforced, and sometimes Zhou Yanqing could not even command those people, but those people could not help but think a little more about Bai Ruohe's obedience, obedience, and obedience.

She smiled calmly. "I wonder what coach Bai is doing?"

Bai Ruohe grabbed Zhou Yanqing's arm, his eyes as if they were torched.

"Four years ago, the Assassin came to the throne ceremony!"

"At that time, I was busy resisting the assassins and was not by His Highness's side. Later, when I saw His Highness again, I saw several scars on His Highness's arm, which were suspected to be scratched."

"At that time, someone in the palace told Weichen that the scars were left behind when they were assassinated."

"And the highness before the assassination, there were no scars on his arms!"
Chapter completed!